No matter how poor the players in the fairy world have, they are still top masters when they go to the mortal world, and they can compete with one hundred. Moreover, the five people are not weak in strength. They are also masters of the elite hall in the world of the fairy world.

"Fire burning the sky!"

Facing Wang Yuan's question, the di Sanxian and others did not speak loudly. The Qingcheng disciple on the left sacrificed a gourd magic weapon, and a ball of red flame spurted out from the gourd and headed straight to Wang Yuan's door.

"open!"

Wang Yuan's five fingers in his right hand were used together, and he used his magic power to slash from top to bottom. The flames that spurted into front of him were immediately cut into two halves.

"Divine Sword!"

Di Sanxian also took the opportunity to fly to Wang Yuan's chest at this time. The moment Wang Yuan slashed the flames with his palm, the long sword in his hand stabbed Wang Yuan's chest with great accuracy.

"Clang!" a soft sound.

The sword blade stabbed Wang Yuan's chest, and a ball of fire popped out. The three-seven sword in the earth seemed to stab on the stone wall, trembling with numbness, and the long sword almost broke out.

-162

A faint blood loss figure floated up on Wang Yuan's head.

"What the hell?"

Di Sanxian was shocked and was stunned.

Di Sanxian is a disciple of Shushan and is also the sword cultivator with the highest single attack among all immortal sects. He uses his weapons to control his sword with energy to cut gold and jade and cut iron like mud. Moreover, Di Sanxian is well aware of Wang Yuan's reputation and has also heard that this guy is very resistant to beating, so he has a big move with one move. The strongest output move of the sword cultivator in the Golden Pill Stage [Sword of God].

This sword attaches the soul to the long sword and emits a fatal blow. The output is no less than the instant and thousand strikes of the Qianji Pavilion. Ordinary players are caught off guard and are probably killed, so they cannot die again.

Di Sanxian is not a weak hand. With the cultivation level of the Golden Pill Stage and good equipment, I thought that even if this sword could not kill Wang Yuan, he could at least poke him half to death.

But who knew that with a sword, he only caused three-digit damage.

162 points of damage, compared to Wang Yuan's million health, is basically equivalent to breaking the defense just now. What kind of terrifying monster is this?

"Last brother, are you not having a meal? This is Niu Dachun, are you not good at using skills? You are scraping!"

Seeing that Di Sanxian went down with one sword, he only hit a -162 on Wang Yuan's head. The others thought Di Sanxian was paddling.

"Use damn!"

Di Sanxian was about to cry out loud. He was a full blow... but in the eyes of his teammates, he had no skills.

While stunned, Wang Yuan was not idle either. He took a step forward and raised his hand and a palm was printed on Di Sanxian's chest.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, the three fresh men spitted blood and flew backwards. They flew more than ten feet away before they fell heavily to the ground. With a kick of their legs, they stopped.

Instant kill! Instant kill!

"Damn!"

Yan Wuhen’s eyes were about to fly out.

Di Sanxian is a master of ascension, with the highest strength. He was killed by the monk in one palm without even storing a round. It was simply unbelievable.

Fengyun was forced to kill Wang Yuan twice before he died in the first knife... Di Sanxian couldn't hold on to his palm.

After killing the three-year-old Di, Wang Yuan did not stop and flashed and came to the Qingcheng disciple who was setting fire, slapped his palms.

"Click!"

The magic weapon gourd of Qingcheng disciples was slapped by Wang Yuan's palm.

The natal magic weapon was destroyed, and the Qingcheng disciples were backfired and unable to stand firmly. Wang Yuanfei stepped heavily on the Qingcheng disciples' chest.

The Qingcheng disciples didn't even have time to snort and died on the spot.

After killing two people in a row, Wang Yuan came to Yan Wuhen. A bald man suddenly appeared between the two of them. He closed his hands and shouted [Buddhist Light Barrier]!

A golden light wall blocked Wang Yuan's way.

On the other side, the rice and white rice pulled with both hands, and an ice spear appeared in the hand, and then shook it hard.

The ice spear flew to Wang Yuan's heart with blue light.

Wang Yuan didn't look back, grabbed the ice spear back with his left hand, and grabbed the ice spear in his hand. At the same time, he turned to the left suddenly. The air behind Wang Yuan twisted, and the disciples of Qianji Pavilion showed their figure from behind Wang Yuan, holding the dagger in both hands and stabbed the air.

The attack fell to nothing, and the disciple of Qianji Pavilion staggered and shook. The ice spear that Wang Yuan grabbed with his left hand drew an arc and inserted it into the back of the disciple of Qianji Pavilion.

"Puchi!"

The ice spear passed through the back of the disciples of Qianji Pavilion, and the other end passed through the mouth of Qianji Pavilion. The disciples of Qianji Pavilion died on the spot.

Wang Yuan grabbed the disciples of Qianji Pavilion with his right hand and threw them hard, using a move [Sakya Elephant Throwing Power], and the body turned into a hidden weapon and smashed it on Dari Baiji.

"Bang!"

Before the rice and white rice could react, they followed the disciples of Qianji Pavilion to reincarnate.

In just a few breaths, the five ascension masters were killed by Wang Yuan, leaving only one Brahma Sect player blocking Yan Wuhen.
Chapter completed!